Текст песни Real Live - Trilogy of Terror, слова песни Real Live

Текст песни Real Live - Trilogy of Terror

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People underestimate the Real LiveLife I fail, jake is on my tail[ VERSE 1 ]Watch yo` faggot ass clique get droppedNiggas wanna take what I got, they cultivatin a plotI got to let niggas know where I`m comin from, DukeI ain`t a fluke, I go that extra mile for the lootMy ill disposition, my demeanour gets meanerWhen it rains cocaine, it gets greenerHook it up, cook it up, a half a ki, I ain`t a rookieLet`s turn that white bitch to a motherfucking cookieWe wanna be around for the breakdown, watch the shakedownUndercover clowns violate the townThey wanna see our money growAnd we can all make it happen if we keep a steady flowBut niggas gots to be niggas, you knowWhen money piles up, sheisty niggas get robbed upI fronted sonny some workA couple of weeks went by, then I noticed I was cold jerkedWe used to do that shit tooBut don`t ever in your life fuck your own fucking crewCos that`s some low down shitAnd when I catch up with you, pussy, yo` ass is hit[ CHORUS ]When the players get the cream, it spreads like a diseaseI started with an ounce, now I`m workin with ki`sNiggas love to snitch, the jakes say, "Freeze!"With friends like these, I don`t need enemiesWhen the players get the cream, it spreads like a diseaseI started with an ounce, now I`m workin with ki`sNiggas love to snitch, the jakes say, "Freeze!"With friends like these, we don`t need enemies[ VERSE 2 ]I bounced out of town quick just to make a fast lickSit back, recline on some Big Willie shitThe phone rings, it`s my peoples on the other line(Damn, you`re the hardest nigga to find)What`s up, son? What`s goin on? (Ain`t nothing)The last time we conversed (Word up), you had them burners goin offBut now I hear you graduatedAnd you`re a big nigga now, a big cat, well-appreciatedWell I got the work, you got the streetLet`s collaborate and make ends meetWe can conquer the whole cityAnd do the same damn thing like Capone and NittyWhen we finally struck a dealThis nigga started talkin crazy, now, this shit don`t seem realHe started talkin about how we ( ? ) his head stiffI`m sittin there, fucked up, with a lip splitNow I`m lookin at the niggas he`s withUndercover thugs with wire taps and bugsNow I`m goin up off for lifeAnother thoughtless motherfucker was livin trife[ CHORUS ][ VERSE 3 ]I had this short, thick red bone chickSippin Crystal every day, her style was slickA dime piece, word is bond, just like one of the cliqueA motherfucking Mona Lisa but black, not your common trickShe did just what I saidFrom flippin ki`s to pickin up G`s to givin me headI used to kick back, relax like The MackNow bet shorty`s puttin G`s in a game of blackjackI feel as though I`m the manCos I`m about to get some pussy, plus I won 45 grandNow we out to the motel suite, copped a oz.Now she `bout to fuck a nigga to sleepWe puffin lye, so I make sure the door is lockedThen out from the closet, shit, niggas with they guns cockedThe first thing I thought - "Nigga, where`s your gat?"Cos all they gonna do is kill me anyway, blackI ducked like a pro, stayef low, bullets grazed my `froBefore you know I was bustin holes to the domeI never thought she`d make me use my triggerYou wanna know the rest, yo, check the sequel, nigga[ CHORUS ]

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